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Chapter 327: Chapter 326 Tearing Apart the Lands Chapter 327: Chapter 326 Tearing Apart the Lands “Not that one, the transparent one!” Richard blocked the concentrated sulfuric acid that Pandora was about to pour into his mouth, managing to speak with difficulty.

Pandora then realized her mistake, put down the bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid, and ran toward the shelf.

She picked one from several transparent liquid bottles. Opening the bottle cap, she discovered that the liquid inside was emitting white mist, which looked extremely magical.

Pandora immediately took this magical potion to Richard, ready to pour it into his mouth, believing it would heal him.

Richard: “…”

This is concentrated hydrochloric acid! Concentrated hydrochloric acid!

The white mists are due to the evaporation of hydrogen chloride gas, which combined with moisture in the air to form tiny droplets of hydrochloric acid.

Richard once again stopped Pandora’s actions and managed to say, “Transparent, and it doesn’t emit white mist!”

“Oh…” Pandora, somewhat disappointed, put down the potion she thought was magical and ran back to the shelf. She opened the remaining transparent potion bottles and found two that met Richard’s specifications.

After some serious thought, Pandora chose the better-looking one among the two potion bottles.

Holding the potion in the beautiful bottle, Pandora approached Richard. This time, she was smarter and didn’t immediately try to pour it into Richard’s mouth, instead looking up at him.

Richard, looking at the bottle that had “Diluted H3PO4” written on it in his own handwriting, felt quite relieved.

Really relieved indeed, it had gone from a strong acid to a moderately strong acid, and it was diluted. Drinking a little less of it wouldn’t kill anyone. But… it can’t save lives!

Richard, with a look of “relief”, watched Pandora and said with great “relief”, “The other one!”

“Oh…” Pandora, again disappointed, put down the potion, went to the cabinet, and got the last potion that met Richard’s criteria. She walked up to Richard and helped him drink it.

“Gulp, gulp!”

As the potion entered his body, Richard lay flat on the ground, trying to sense the effect of the potion on his body.

Meanwhile, Pandora, with sparkling eyes, her lips moved a few times as if she wanted to say something, but she didn’t speak.

…

Night, the street in front of Frank Tavern.

Mu Konni levitated off the ground, her body suspended in mid-air, surrounded by howling winds, launching fierce attacks on Macbeth and Armstrong. Wind blades flew out, each strike akin to a heavy slash with a war sword.

Armstrong and Macbeth were forced back into a corner, each propped up a magic shield, struggling to defend themselves–Armstrong had an Earth Shield, and Macbeth had an Ice Shield.

Cracks continuously appeared on the surfaces of the two shields. The situation for Armstrong and Macbeth was extremely critical; it was clear that once the magic shields shattered, they would be torn to pieces by Mu Konni’s sharp Wind Blades.

Mu Konni, aware of this, increased the power of her attacks while shouting at Armstrong and Macbeth, “Hah! Now you see how powerful I am! There are two of you, and what does it matter, you’re no match for me! Since you forced me to level up, don’t blame me for being merciless. I will grind you to minced meat, and that will be the price for standing in my way!”

As she spoke, more and more intense Wind Blades slammed into Armstrong and Macbeth’s shields, which were on the brink of collapse at any moment.

“Ah,” sighed Macbeth from behind the shield to Armstrong, “I’m having some regrets.”

“Regrets about what? Regretting coming to help me and then being pushed into this by that monster of a woman?”

“No.” Macbeth shook his head. “I just regret not having discovered earlier the tavern in the west part of the city that sells orange jam. The taste of their orange jam is even better than what I had back in Kairo City in the Pu Aiji Kingdom, I truly wasted so many years. If I get a chance, I must take you there to taste it, it’s truly a heavenly delicacy.”

“…” Armstrong fell silent, then after a while, said, “Are you still sane?! Don’t you see what’s happening right now, and you’re still thinking about your orange jam!”

“Let’s not be angry,” said Macbeth. “It’s already like this, what can we do? Might as well accept the reality.”

“What, you want to surrender? I think, she might not even give you a chance to surrender. Or, are you planning to just give yourself up?”

“Ha, you really underestimate me,” Macbeth said to Armstrong irritably, “I was thinking of pulling out our trump cards and giving it a real fight. If that still doesn’t work, it’s not too late to try surrendering or even offering ourselves up for death.”

“…” Armstrong fell silent again, looking at Macbeth for a long time, his expression growing grave, “Have you decided? You still can’t control that trump card of yours, can you? Be careful not to drag yourself down with it.”

“What else can I do?” Macbeth voiced, squinting his eyes, “You think I actually want to take risks? And stop hiding it, I know you have a trump card too. Let’s bring it out together–before we lose the chance.”

“…” Armstrong fell silent for the third time, then finally spoke, “Alright!”

Having said this, Armstrong unleashed his magic.

Thousands of rocks roared into the air, rising like a tornado, first destroying the numerous Wind Blades flying towards them, then coalescing high in the sky into a massive stone over ten meters in diameter.

With a wave of his hand, Armstrong hurled the meteorite-sized rock at Mu Konni. It hit like a massive stone plunging into a pond, the air around it violently disturbed, bringing a destructive aura that seemed to cover the sky!

There was no avoiding it, no defending against it!

Shaping Energy Earth Magic, Ancient Magic, Meteor Crash!

“Nice!” Macbeth exclaimed as he watched Armstrong make his move, and he didn’t fall behind, swiftly releasing his own spell.

Macbeth first extended his left hand, stirring the air and breaking the remaining Wind Blades that Mu Konni had released. He condensed the fragments into an ice cube that radiated bone-chilling cold from the palm of his hand.

Then Macbeth stretched out his right hand, the temperature around him abruptly rising, producing an almost milky-white high-temperature flame. This flame fluctuated unstablely right from its inception, appearing ready to explode at any moment.

Taking a deep breath, Macbeth’s expression became utterly serious as he moved his left and right hands toward each other, letting the cold ice and white flame meet.

“Hoosh, hoosh!” The flame became extremely unstable.

“Crack, crack, crack!” The ice vibrated, also undergoing abnormal changes.

With a determined look in his eyes, Macbeth clenched his teeth and furiously slammed the cold ice and white flame together.

With a “boom”, the ice shattered, breaking into thousands of small ice slices in a storm, each coated with the milky-white flame.

Ice and fire, two utterly different forces, were fused together under the spell.

Shape-shifting Magic, Ancient Magic, Hot Ice Cold Flame Storm!

Thus, Armstrong and Macbeth, two first-level high order wizards, simultaneously released their most powerful reserves against Mu Konni.

Seeing the attack coming, Mu Konni sneered, “The last struggle, huh? Alright then, let me plunge you into true despair!”

Mu Konni stretched out her hand, snapping her fingers shut into a fist, releasing her magic.

Wind!

Strong wind!

Ultra-strong wind!

An indescribably powerful wind, a wind that should not exist in this world, burst forth from within Mu Konni, roaring in all directions.

The wind was black, carrying an apocalyptic essence, and wherever it reached, everything was annihilated.

The ground, buildings, or anything else…

Shape Energy Wind Magic, Second Circle Middle Stage, Tear All Earth!